This is a song about "Left"

Just so happens mine they prefer

Your father left you for another

Working day or night

Im being pulled left and right

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Friend after friend left me

All the people you left behind.

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

She knows you masturbate left handed

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

That happen to act like a black president

Never to the left i go

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

I'm still confused about why you left

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest